“I’m chilled to my moldy bones,” Brin gripes.
“Your moldy bones are fine,” I tell him, and I ought to know. I’m carrying them.
#MuseMon
Topic: Fire/Flames
From: WIP
“Please tell me there’s a fire.”
“I’m chilled to my moldy bones,” Brin gripes.
“Your moldy bones are fine,” I tell him, and I ought to know. I’m carrying them.
#MuseMon
Topic: Fire/Flames
From: WIP
